Alexander Gabe
No other place I'd rather be right now
We're just little town living
When the sun goes down, we're gonna ride
Turning dirt into dust, yeah, that's the ticket
We're just little town living it up tonight
Key on the tree, you know the place
Last one in, don't forget the gate
Field full of Fords and Chevrolet, yeah
My kind of party
A little diesel on a pile of wood
Stir it up, get it burning good
She wants to dance like I knew she would
So let's get it started
Twist it off, turn it up, pass it around
No other place I'd rather be right now and
No other place I'd rather be right now
We're just little town living
When the sun goes down, we're gonna ride
Turning dirt into dust, yeah, that's the ticket
We're just little town living it up tonight
Key on the tree, you know the place
Last one in, don't forget the gate
Field full of Fords and Chevrolet, yeah
My kind of party
A little diesel on a pile of wood
Stir it up, get it burning good
She wants to dance like I knew she would
So let's get it started
Twist it off, turn it up, pass it around
No other place I'd rather be right now and